695: Chapter 695 Battle of Two Beasts

[However, the sword rain did not care about such things.]

[Every beam of sword light contained the Power of the Great Dao; it was not something that ordinary Mahayana means could block.]

[The first wave of sword rain fell.]

[Liu Tianxing's tortoise shell phantom trembled violently, and cracks spread across it like a spiderweb.]

[Cai Xingchen's light barrier also shattered layer by layer, like an eggshell smashed by a hammer.]

[The two men roared, resisting with all their might.]

[Veins bulged on Liu Tianxing's forehead. He held up the cracking tortoise shell phantom with both hands, blood spilling from the corner of his mouth as he gritted his teeth and held on.]

[Cai Xingchen had it worse; his skin was pierced by Sword Qi, creating deep gashes, and before his blood could even flow out, it was evaporated by the sword rain.]

[Yet, the power of the sword formation continued to climb.]

[The second wave of sword rain fell.]

[The tortoise shell phantom shattered completely. Liu Tianxing was pierced by multiple beams of sword light, his Physical Body dissolving inch by inch in the sword rain—starting from his limbs, turning into specks of light, then his torso, and finally his head.]

[He didn't even have time to scream before his entire being dissipated within the sword formation.]

[Cai Xingchen couldn't hold on either. Sword light pierced his chest, abdomen, and limbs, his body peeling away piece by piece like torn paper until it finally dissipated.]

[Those Spirit Transformation Cultivators had it even worse.]

[As the sword rain swept past, before the sword light even touched them, over a hundred people vanished into nothingness without a single scream, as if they had never existed.]

[Patriarch Sima Gongzhi frantically activated his escape techniques, his figure flickering as he tried to flee the center of the sword rain.]

[But the sword formation isolated the area, covering hundreds of millions of miles, and he could not escape.]

[A beam of sword light grazed his shoulder, and half his body instantly dissolved. Another beam of sword light swept past, and his Physical Body began to dissipate inch by inch.]

[But how could a Mahayana Cultivator be killed so easily?]

[A million miles away, two figures condensed one after another.]

[Liu Tianxing reformed his true body in the Void Realm, his face pale and his aura plummeting. He looked down at himself, trembling—his aura was only at fifty percent.]

[Cai Xingchen also condensed not far away, in even worse shape than Liu Tianxing. His aura was only at thirty percent, and he couldn't even stand steadily, half-kneeling in the Void Realm and gasping for breath—after all, his previous injuries hadn't fully recovered.]

[Finally, there was the Body Integration Peak Patriarch Sima Gongzhi.]

[He was the last to condense, his figure so illusory it was almost transparent. His aura was weak, less than ten percent, and he barely had the strength to open his eyes.]

["Damn it all, I couldn't even block the aftershocks!?" Patriarch Sima Gongzhi's voice trembled, his heart filled with despair.]

[He hadn't expected that even with his Body Integration Peak cultivation, he couldn't withstand the aftershocks of a Mahayana means.]

[This left him utterly disheartened, with a desire to just die.]

[Meanwhile, in the distant starry sky.]

[The Divine Beast of the Heavenly Palace let out a low roar:]

["Scorching Heaven, Burning Earth!"]

[In an instant, crimson flames surged around its body, transforming into thousands of fire snakes that swept toward Qin Han, covering the sky and earth, burning even the Void Realm into pitch-black holes.]

[Qin Han did not retreat but advanced, roaring:]

["Swallowing Heaven, Devouring Earth!"]

[It opened its mouth and inhaled, swallowing those fire snakes along with the fragments of the Void Realm, gulping them down like noodles before letting out a satisfied burp.]

[The Divine Beast was stunned.]

[Qin Han had already pounced, bringing down a claw.]

["Tearing Heaven, Renting Earth!"]

[The silver-white sharp claws swept across, five trails of light tearing through heaven and earth, striking directly onto the Divine Beast's head.]

[Bang!]

[With a dull thud, the Divine Beast was sent flying, crashing through several Shattered Star Continents.]

[The Divine Beast steadied its figure and let out a low roar:]

["Undying True Flame!"]

[Miraculously, crimson flames surged from its torn wounds, healing them instantly as if it had never been injured.]

[It did not stop, pouncing toward Qin Han, its sharp claws tearing through the Void Realm.]

["All Laws Extinguished!"]

[A claw descended, carrying the power to destroy everything.]

[Qin Han raised a claw to meet it, taking the blow head-on.]

["Hand of Rules!"]

[The sharp claw swept across, faster than time, striking first despite moving later, actually piercing through the Divine Beast's chest.]

[But the Divine Beast's Undying True Flame surged out once again, healing the injury instantly, its aura not diminishing at all.]

[Qin Han was enraged.]

[It looked up and let out a long howl, ten-colored light surging from its body as its silver-white fur stood on end like sharp barbs.]

[In the Void Realm, countless threads gathered from all directions, condensing into a giant claw above Qin Han's head.]

[That hand was larger than Qin Han's own body. Its five fingers were splayed, and a chaotic luster flowed within its palm. The power of the stars within hundreds of millions of miles was drained, and even the nearby stars dimmed slightly.]

["Grasp of the Return to Ruins!"]

[Qin Han pressed down with its claw.]

[The giant claw descended from the sky, its five fingers closing.]

[Space, time, Law, Karma—everything within the current three breaths was frozen, compressed, and annihilated in this grasp.]

[The Divine Beast's body trembled, and its Bloodline boiled violently.]

["Nirvana True Fire!"]

[The Divine Beast let out a low roar, its entire body transforming into a ball of crimson-gold flames.]

[The flames were clearly burning, yet they seemed to transcend this world, as if they did not exist in this space.]

[Qin Han's Grasp of the Return to Ruins swept past, the giant claw closing, but it felt like it had only grabbed a handful of air.]

["Extinguish!"]

[It let out a low shout, then squeezed hard.]

[The Nirvana Fire was scattered, flames splashing everywhere, but the Divine Beast's true body had already reformed millions of miles away.]

[This time, its aura was finally weakened by ten percent.]

[Qin Han was slightly stunned. Its claw stopped in mid-air, and it tilted its head, looking at the Divine Beast that had reformed in the distance, muttering:]

["Not dead? Nirvana?"]

[It looked down at its own claws, then looked back up at the Divine Beast, seeming to have figured something out, and mumbled:]

["It is not the 'now' version of itself... it is the 'past' version of itself. I grabbed the 'now'."]

[After a pause, it frowned:]

["Unless... I grab the 'past' as well."]

[It shook its head and muttered again:]

["The Grasp of the Return to Ruins can currently only annihilate the 'now'. When I get stronger in the future, I'll grab its 'past' too, and see if it can still run."]

[Having said that, it stopped overthinking, baring its teeth at the Divine Beast and licking its tongue, looking as if it were smiling.]

[The Divine Beast also stared at Qin Han, its gaze gloomy. It turned to glance at Liu Tianxing, then moved, appearing beside Liu Tianxing and taking him into its mouth.]

["Space-Time Nirvana."]

[It let out a low roar, and a layer of grey-white flames ignited around its body, while its physical form began to become illusory.]

[Those flames were not burning its Physical Body, but burning space and time—the time within its body began to flow backward.]

[Time was retreating, and space was folding.]

[It was as if it existed at some node in the 'past,' existing within some fold of 'space.']

[The sword formation locked down the 'now' and could not trap something that was no longer in the 'now.']

[The next second, its figure completely disappeared.]

[It was not teleportation, nor was it tearing through the Void Realm; it had pulled itself out of this space-time and stuffed itself into the gaps between space and time.]

[The flames reformed in the distant starry sky.]

[The Divine Beast's figure appeared from nothingness, like a Rebirth from ashes, as if it had been pulled back from the past.]

[Liu Tianxing tumbled from its mouth, his face deathly pale, gasping for air.]

[The Divine Beast's aura was weaker by a notch, but its life had been saved.]

[This was its trump card innate ability, and every time it was used, a price had to be paid—at least a ten percent loss of its Bloodline Origin.]